And it was even hidden inside his clothes.
Could it be...
Is he feeling that insecure?
Damn it... it's all my fault... if I could protect him better, he wouldn't be like this...
Even though he feels so unsafe... I still resisted getting into bed, and now I'm turning my back on him...
But should I turn around and face him now?
...Mmm...
I can't...
As she thought, Jeanne continued to explore this "sword hilt" up and down.
Wait, is it just my imagination? Why does it feel thicker than it did a moment ago?
That shouldn't be possible...
What a thick hilt... its diameter is even larger than my flagpole.
Does he usually swing a sword like this?
It seems his strength is quite impressive...
Wait, why is this hilt... starting to feel a bit moist?
How strange...
Haruka Kasugano, at this very moment, was reaching his limit.
Between the scent of Jeanne's fragrance and her touch, he was losing all control. Now that Jeanne had quite literally "caught him by the handle," he felt like his fate was entirely in her hands.
Ah...
I'm going to die.
Jeanne's grip was as fierce as if she were actually wielding a sword in battle...
Combined with her slender, soft, and delicate fingers—it was too much.
Ah~!
No, I have to hold on. I can't make a sound.
On Jeanne's side, she continued to feel the "sword," still unaware of what was happening. Because it felt so peculiar, her five slender fingers moved up and down rapidly, trying to investigate why the hilt was becoming wet.
So weird...
Is Haruka Kasugano's sword a Noble Phantasm that contains water mana?
He must be asleep... he's so quiet behind me.
It shouldn't wake him up if I pull it over to take a look, right?
So, Jeanne grabbed the head of the hilt and gently pulled. She pressed it downward, lowering the hilt past her buttocks until it reached between her thighs. Then, she lightly lifted a leg so the hilt could pass through.
What a long hilt... it actually went around her plump thighs and still poked its head out.
Only after feeling the hilt reach her front did Jeanne lower her leg. At that moment, her two rounded, shapely thighs happened to clamp down on the "hilt."
Jeanne's legs were beautifully curved—plump and rounded like ripe fruit, overflowing with an inviting charm. Her skin was fine and smooth as silk, a sensation that was truly intoxicating. This slight fullness didn't make her look heavy; rather, it added a unique, sexy allure. Every slight adjustment allowed one to feel that unique, delicate softness, as if dancing to a rhythmic beat.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH...
Feeling that cool, yet soft and silky skin...
Haruka Kasugano was about to collapse.
And Jeanne was still exploring this mysterious hilt. Although the head of the hilt was now in front of her, because she was lying on her side, she didn't look down. Instead, using the more convenient angle at her front, she continued to stroke the hilt with her hand.
Such a hard hilt...
It just feels a bit odd.
Shouldn't cold weapons be... well, cold? Why does the sensation on my thighs feel so hot...
Does this longsword have a "Fire and Ice" dual effect? The blade is hot, yet it can trigger water magecraft?
How magical~!
I kind of want one...
And... is this a gemstone on the head of the hilt?
It's round and smooth, like a brilliant pearl. It must be a top-grade jewel!
Jeanne really liked the feeling of rubbing this "gem." So, she kept kneading and even used her palm to rub it flat, as if trying to polish every inch of its luster.
Such a slippery gem~!
Just like that.
Who knows how much time passed.
Splurt—
Haruka Kasugano's dam broke.
Feeling the "water magecraft" released by this longsword, Jeanne froze for a moment. She lifted her hand, looking at the strange "water" created by that magical energy.
She was utterly bewildered.
This... what is this?
She even brought it to her nose to sniff. Both she and Leticia had zero knowledge in this department. Furthermore, due to the errors during her summoning, Jeanne wasn't granted all the common knowledge of the world like other Heroic Spirits. Her mind was filled only with her past life and Leticia's memories. Even if they had the theory, they certainly didn't have the experience; she couldn't recognize what this was right away.
"It smells a bit... pungent... but I don't hate it... what kind of magical product is this?" Jeanne was baffled.
She even stuck out her tongue and gave it a lick.
Hmm... it's... actually quite tasty...
To investigate further what this "water" was, she leaned over to see how this hilt worked.
Wait...
Why is it through the pants...?
Jeanne used both hands to nudge it, pulling the hilt out from the fabric.
"Ah~! This—"
One look was all it took.
Jeanne's eyes sparkled, her face turned a violent red, and her head literally began to steam.
So it turns out this was...
I've actually been rubbing this the whole time...
This...
Haruka Kasugano...
He's lying with me, and he actually had a "reaction"??
Damn it, even though I misunderstood, he didn't say anything the whole time? He's learned to be naughty!
...No. He couldn't have. No one taught him. Besides, it's normal for a boy and a girl to have a reaction when sharing a bed; it would be weirder if he didn't. Haruka Kasugano doesn't understand these things...
And he's still asleep...
It was me... I was the one hurting him!!!
What will he think of me? Won't I become a pervert?
Jeanne turned around in a panic, looking at Haruka Kasugano, wanting to explain everything. "Haruka Kasugano, I'm sorry... I thought this was your sword..."
The moment she turned, she froze.
Because Haruka Kasugano had already started acting. He put on a face as if he had just woken up—flushed, looking pained and confused.
"Ruler... it's so strange. I just had a weird dream..."
"I dreamed that Ruler was... pressing down on me..."
"I feel so uncomfortable... especially here... I don't know why it hurts like this..."
"Ruler, am I going to die? Am I breaking? Is this a defect of being a homunculus?"
This terrified Jeanne. She felt even more guilty for ever doubting him. He understood nothing... yet he was "hurt" by her "dirty" self... and he was even doubting his own body because of it...
I...
Jeanne, you are a monster...
"It's not like that!" Jeanne explained hurriedly. "Look down..."
So, Jeanne and Haruka Kasugano both looked down together at the "hilt" Jeanne was still holding in her hand.
Haruka Kasugano immediately went full Oscar-winner, putting on a look of pure horror and shouting: "I... why is it like this!?"